Forty-two. [VOICE]

[magicofthewild]

[This journal...is sitting next to Alfred's bed. Open. Daine's talking to Alfred, probably. Or perhaps she's just musing to herself, because you can probably hear light snoring in the background.]Well, that was nice. At least that's a way to bring in the New Year, I suppose. Though I prefer my bed to yours. It seems the girls' ones are bigger, at

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[donttelldaddy]

Sounds like you two had a fun weekend~

icon fail, sry

[magicofthewild]

Well, yes. We did.

[Awkward? No, of course not.]

[donttelldaddy]

I'm not one to judge you for it. But do make sure the journal is closed next time. Not exactly pleasant to wake up to.

[magicofthewild]

I'm sorry, I'll try. It's not like I knew it was open in the first place!

[An awkward time later] 1/4?

[redwhiteandhero]

[Alfshfs.]

[Oh and this is voice.]

[redwhiteandhero]

[Jfklshfsjfk]

[redwhiteandhero]

[Fakdjsdklsf]

Done :D

[redwhiteandhero]

Daine!

[spell_truth]

Well then...

[magicofthewild]

Well then what?

[spell_truth]

You recorded more than you wanted to, it seems.

[magicofthewild]

Apparently. At least it didn't catch the first bit.

[lonelyfall]

...

[magicofthewild]

[a couple of hours later, written]

...what?

[lonelyfall]

What were you two-- You and him-- You didn't, did you?

[magicofthewild]

We didn't what? [/oblivious]

[magicofthewild]

Well, I did, obviously. It's off now.

[magicofthewild]

I didn't realize the journal was laying open!